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About Heraklion

She’s a riddle, this prostitute. Face painted like a masque, eyes hollow as a grave. Met one once—called her Rose, tho’ she weren’t no flower. “How’s it hangin’?” I says, all casual-like. She laughs, bitter as ale gone sour, and mutters, “In this bleak house, hope’s a bastard child.” Swear she quoted Cuarón’s flick without knowin’ it! Made me grin, that did—smart lass, even if life’s kicked her teeth in.

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First off, I hit up the local bakery on Halidon Street. You know, the one with the best bougatsa? I’m talking flaky pastry filled with custard, and it’s like a hug in food form. I grab one, and boom! I spill coffee all over my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a hot mess, and the baker just laughs. “You need a bib, my friend!” Thanks, dude. Real supportive.

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